Flapperesque

We went to see The Artist last night (fantastic film, I can’t recommend it highly enough; funny, touching, beautiful and with some stunning hats and frocks, to say nothing of the adorable little dog) and I think I still had it in my mind this morning when I was getting dressed, because I was going to wear boots but then decided, on a whim, to wear my purple patent t-bar shoes because I thought their effect with the short dress was a little bit Twenties.

The shoes continue to be, basically, the wrong shape for my feet, but they are lovely. Someone even stopped me as I was heading out at lunchtime to ask where they were from, and was very disappointed when I said they were a couple of years old!

About this blog

This is me. I knit, and I’m trying to learn dressmaking, and I like bright colours and pretty clothes, and I have depression and have been depressed on and off for probably almost 30 years now. And it’s about time I stopped hiding that. Hello, everyone!